She tried everything.
She tried jogging even though she hates running.
She tried finishing those projects around the house. The half built shelf, cleaning the rug, finishing up those decorative pillows.
She tried talking to her friends about other things anything to take her mind off of him.
Either way he was still there living in the back of her mind. The pain her chest right above her heart is a permanent fixture. Still she keeps going until she’s alone with no distractions the pain in her chest loud banging her ears and she breaks down. Forever suspended in pain.

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